PART 1
So the aura comes from within….. A stature of grandiose prototyping class in her moves. Seems as if the silhouette of the jawline smears the shame on every other face passing by. The countenance not only excites but scares you at the same time. The body language, straight and serious, tad bit aloof from the rest of the corpses pumps the blood into them as if a hard-bitten rule has just been imposed by Hitler.
V-shaped skin displayed from neck to the upper part of breasts emblazoned on the white shroud of the upper body mocks the fashion as an epithet of audacity and serenity at the same time. The VAN HEUSEN SHIRT saves, ties the slim body as if accoutred only for the lady. When the sleeves folded upwards showing the lower arms, it looks as if the armour had been put into action to decimate the mayhem of foolishness she comes across.
The speedy, steady and sturdy legs have been given the supreme job of driving the mammoth figure keeping the buckled ambience alive. The narrow and slim VAN HEUSEN TROUSER hide the turmoil and toil of functioning on this planet of blinkered heads giving a touch of arrogance. They tie the shirt so well that the restlessness of the body never peeps out of it.
The aloofness promises to make her stand apart from the rest of the crowd. THE ALLEN SOLLY HEELS. Black, bold, belligerent and brawny heels camouflaged as galoshes for the filth that get stuck to her every day.
The three armours mentioned describe the early morning entry of a girl entering in her workplace giving her a sense of beauty, strength and self-esteem. Of me.
Nandini
PART 2
CHASE YOUR DREAMS.
Challenges are everyday but I remember most memorable victory of mine.
So today is the biggest event of the college. The annual fest. The audience is hooting, the moments are just going to make the memories.
I am the assistant anchor and still waiting for the main anchor looking at the crowd … thinking as if what does it feel like to interact with such a larger audience!!! Adrenaline flows through…looking at the crowd from the backstage.
Got the news that the main anchor could not make it to the event… the coordinator is tensed. She comes straight to me asking me to anchor the show… no script, no exact estimation of what is the chronological order of the shows in the event… I backed out …I was so nervous.
Back in the mind the scene of movie- ROCK ON! comes in mind.. you do not want to be a Rockstar. You just want to interact, to talk, to see your face in their eyes. Such large crowd , such energetic souls, where you feel like this is the only thing you were born to do….You have the chance to be Farhan Akhtar , have the CenterStage, direct the audience with your words and voice……. Owning the world for few minutes. Those few moments were going to make you realize your dream of interacting souls at one place, simultaneously.
You do not think anything you just grab the chance to be Rockstar, the attention of the show, you jump in!!!!
Starts with – HELLO EVERYONE!!!!!!
Ends with one small push to oneself to chase the dream.
